This poem is about the reflection I see. What is written in this poem such as "Blood stains my face" and "Tears mix with the cuts on my cheeks", I am not being truthful. This never happened. This is simply an imaginative poem.

For my friends that listen when I need to cry.

A poem on persevering love…

I never really realized what being my own worst enemy was like.. until recently.

However,
The sun rises in the morning, had to stay awake
Flowering snow, must remain white.

Fauzi as a native son, of course compelled to return to the village, while to serve his own area.

To worship the Roman gods, then the construction of this temple to Hadrian.

Golden Jubilee is given to the king of Thailand, weighing 545.67 carats.

Just something for people to relate to and feel that they can over come all that is going awry in their life.

Like corruption till to countryside?